by Mia Madison
Jessop and the younger cowboys josh at me in a way they wouldn't dare do with Shea. He and I are both older guys with younger girls permanently in our lives. They seem to find it amusing that we can manage to keep our girls happy.
“Watch and learn,” Shea tells them.
“Yeah,” I add. “You single guys could take a few lessons on how to please a woman form your elders.”
“Boo,” they chuckle, but they have to admit defeat.
“Not for me, I ain't ever getting' hitched,” Rafe says.
“You ain't even young,” Jessop says and gets a joking fist on the underside of his chin.
“What do they have to talk about in the middle of the night?” I ask Shea.
We'd piled out of the truck when Dallyce came barreling out of the main ranch house.
“Whoa, where's the fire,” I said.
“I need Edie. Chloe and I can't decide on which – well never mind, it's a girl thing, Quint.”
She takes my girl by the arm and drags Edie off to Foxworth where they clearly huddle together in the bridal war room, plotting their next move to bring down the world at the ceremony.
“You planning on a big wedding, Shea?” I ask, wondering what the hell they're up to.
“Nope,” he says. “But seems like it's getting that way all by itself.”
“You're next, Quint.” Jessop says.
“Whoa, not me. Edie's happy the way we are. No need for officialdom.”
“Yeah, you have to get a license so then the FBI gonna figure out where you're hiding.”
It somehow became a thing that I'm on the run of in witness protection, after that shot was fired at us and the strange gangster type was hanging around asking questions. I think we're safe from that now but I keep a couple of my specially crafted iron bars under the bed and in the cab of the truck just in case.
The girls finally come from the house, both bursting with secrets.
“What are you up to,” Shea asks Dallyce, pulling her under his huge wing where she snuggles in against his chest.
I get up from the log I'm perched on to pull Edie into my chest, my hands gripping both her hips hard. I've missed her something bad in the hour she's been gone.
Dallyce is whispering something to Shea, her little hand cupped at his huge head to hide her secret from us. But her eyes keep flicking over toward us and I notice Edie throw her a light glare. She disentangles from me and wraps both hands around my thick forearm to drag me off to our house.
“Night, Shea, Dallyce,” I say and receive a hand lifted in response form the big guy.
“Come on,” Edie says, tugging on my arm to get me to move faster.
“Where's the five alarm now?” I joke. “There's plenty of time for what I've got planned for you Baby and it's gonna start with you going over my knee.”
“No,” she blurts out. So sharply I know she's serious.
“Well then I'm going to bend my beautiful little woman over and take her so hard she won't walk straight.”
“No, Quint,” she says, her eyes flashing at me.
She drags me up the two steps to the cabin porch and I take her hips, shoving her up against the door. She goes flying back into it and I palm both hands to the wood so she's caged between my biceps.
I lean in, intending to plunge into her mouth until she's writhing between my arms, clawing at my abs and begging me to take her inside. This time she squirms away from me. I hook one hard finger around her jaw and turn her back to face me, my lips an inch from hers.
Her eyes are wild with what looks like fear. Fear” Why is my girl terrified of me all of a sudden? Usually she wants me coming at her hard and rough.
“Quint, I'm pregnant,” she blurts out, so breathy and soft I have to stop and make sure I heard her right.
“Pregnant?”
“I am. I'm sorry. I was yakking with Dallyce and Chloe about how my breasts seem to be filling out. I thought it was from, you know, all the man-handling.”
She looks down for a second and her cheeks take on a blush I'd love to see on her ass cheeks.
“Chloe asked had I missed a period and when I thought about it, I realized I didn't bleed when I should have last time. I didn't think anything of it because, well never mind. The thing is, Dallyce went to get her pregnancy kit and -”
“Dallyce has a pregnancy kit in the house?” I ask wondering what Shea thinks about that.
“Yes, they're trying to get pregnant but don't tell anyone.”
“Okay I'll try to keep my gossip quiet.”
I'm joking because I'm stunned. Me a father. I can't believe it. Me a father. Wow, that's so incredible.
“Quint, I'm sorry. Are you mad? Quint say something.”
Me a father. I really cannot believe it but -
“Quint?”
“Baby, Oh my Baby.”
I drop to my knees on the porch and hug her to me, my ear against her stomach. I plant a slew of kisses across her belly and down over the mound of her pubis to her entrance where my baby's growing happily inside her.
“Quint,” she laughs, her fingers daggering through my hair to wrap my head and pull my face between her thighs.
“That's the best news I've ever heard. Now I have two babies to love and take care of.”
I power my thighs to rise back to my feet then I pick Edie up in my arms, kick the door open and carry her across the threshold. I heel the door shut behind me and head for the bedroom.
“Now you really won't ever walk up the stairs or to your bed on your own legs,” I tell her.
She cups my stubble chin on both small hands and pulls my face down. Our lips come crashing together and I cover her mouth and claim her.
I hope you enjoyed this second installment of the Foxworth Stud Ranch series. All the books are steamy standalone stories of older rougher men and the younger women that fall head over toe for them. The series runs in this order
My Cocky Cowboy
The BlackSmith
The Cowboy’s Virgin Princess
The Polo Prince
The next is...coming soon.
Also by Mia Madison
Foxworth Ranch Stud Farm Series
My Cocky Cowboy
The Dirty Blacksmith
The Cowboy’s Virgin Princess
The Polo Player
Kennedy and Prince Luciens (Lucy) story
Dad’s Royal Buddy
Have you read the books in the Bossy series?
Bossy Daddy
Bossy Billionaire
Bossy Valentine
Bossy Christmas Party
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